#3questions someone should pick up this mantle.

I am a father, a husband, a musician, an entrepreneur, a creator, a writer. The world is my home, though by law and birth, I am a Michigander. Perhaps most notably, I am a hubskier.

EDIT: Get deep: I am a person that is increasingly aware of his fallibility and limited time alive. I’m 42 years old. Things are starting to hurt. I realize that I am looking middle aged and not so young anymore. I want to skateboard but it hurts when I fall in a way it wouldn’t have 10 years ago. I just saw a picture that I took with mk 4 years ago as a promo for Forever Labs and we both look a decade younger.

Time is a cruel master.

I spend the majority of my time talking with people about the decline in our stem cell niche and how this decline in the number and function of our cells accelerates with age and I now feel like living proof of this in a way that I did not even just 4 years ago.

Who am I? I’m a guy getting older that doesn’t want to be gettin older.

Also, spare me the whole “getting older is beautiful,” bullshit. It’s not, it sucks. Try it. Gaining wisdom, gaining ability, gaining confidence and perspective is wonderful. But aging after 30, from a biological standpoint, sucks.